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Rand floated in the dark place. He could not tell for how long. It was warm there. He relaxed within it, feeling as though an infected wound was being drained. His heart grew quieter. The anger faded, just a little. He stilled.
Eventually, he became aware of his surroundings. He was lying upon his belly, his cheek resting on something soft and warm. Hair, dark and thick, beneath it a woman’s naked back. She was breathing deeply. Min, he thought, for who else could bring him peace such as this. He raised his head groggily and found an Aes Sedai’s ageless countenance staring back at him worshipfully. He recoiled. “Alanna,” he gasped. For one mad moment he thought he had been abducted again, but then memory returned in a rush of confused lust and shame. He pushed himself off the woman, his… enemy. Whom he had… The Dragon lowered his head as he climbed off the Green sister, her dusky cheeks were darker still from the pounding he had given them. As he slid out of her soiled sheathe, Alanna gave a moan of regret. Of loss. Rand slid to the ground beside his heavy writing desk, his breeches around his knees. He wondered what he had lost today. The Aes Sedai pushed herself up, her green skirts tumbling down to hide rumpled white stockings from the view of he who had rumpled them. She fell to the floor beside him, her heaving chest naked for his eyes to feast on, her waist concealed beneath a tangled shroud of emerald silk. She leaned back against the wooden desk. “That,” she said, sounding strangely far away, “was… incredible.” She leaned over, shoulder to shoulder with the man she had bonded against his will. “You… were incredible.” The man who had given himself to her willingly said nothing. The Dragon Reborn sat upon the soft carpet and brooded melancholically. The Aes Sedai watched him in silence, her hair tousled and her thoughts serene. At last he raised his eyes to hers. She smiled brightly and reached out to brush his dark red hair back from his face. He sighed in exasperation. She just didn’t seem to get it at all. He felt a slight flicker of affection for her, but that was all it would ever be, and even that he felt was more than he should feel. Some lines, once crossed, could never be uncrossed. Still. She had made a good point earlier, and she might occasionally be… pleasant to have around. “You can stay,” he announced at last. “I should think so, after that!” Alanna laughed. “You won’t be commanding my guard, however. And I will be the one to decide who is worthy of a place on it. I’ll interview the other Aes Sedai tomorrow.” It might be best to get a Wise One to chaperone them at first, until one of their own could be found. Someone capable and trustworthy. Among the Aes Sedai. He laughed softly. Alanna was disappointed, he could tell, she got that sulky look on her face he was becoming all too used to. “But none of them will care for you like I do,” she whined. That’s exactly why I don’t want you in charge, he might have said. But what was the point? “You’ll also serve as my secretary,” Rand continued implacably. Sulkiness disappeared in a wash of fury, quick as that. Alanna’s dusky face darkened further as she glared at her liege lord. “I’m no mere secretary, that’s a job for servants!” Rand smiled thinly. She might have been called pretty then, half naked and flushed. She might have been called ugly, her nose wrinkled in disdain. But he only thought her comical. A clueless woman-child playing with things she was utterly unprepared for. He reached out and touched her cheek with the back of his fingers. Ran a finger lightly along the bridge of her nose and watched the wrinkled flesh smooth once more. Felt her excitement build as her anger evaporated. He grasped her gently by the back of the neck and drew her towards him. “You are a servant, Alanna,” Rand said, tenderly, his lips inches from hers. “My servant. You swore.” “But that’s not how it’s supposed to be,” the Aes Sedai said, her voice a barely audible whine. “You’re the Warder, I’m your mistress. That’s how it’s always been.” She tried to kiss his mouth, he pulled back a little. Placed his other hand on her chest to hold her off. Alanna gasped loudly, and through the bond he felt her loins growing wet. He let his hand rest against her breast, made no move to caress her. “Times change, little Sister,” the Dragon said, voice low, whether intimate or menacing he could not have known. “And I am much more than a mere Warder. You wanted to make me yours, you wanted to play with the fire.” He rose up on his knees, pulled the Green into his strong embrace, crushing her tender breasts against him. “But now you’ve been burnt. And you, Alanna Mosvani,” he looked deep into her dark eyes, “You… are mine.” He kissed her hard then, kneading her sensitive lips with his firmer ones. He held her trapped in the circle of his arms and kissed her until she squirmed with pleasure, her hands pulling eagerly at the buttons of his coat, trying to get to the flesh beneath. When at last he released her lips, the Aes Sedai drew a gasping breath. “But you have to say it.” Alanna felt desperate as she knelt before Rand, she tossed her dark hair, moaned a feeble little moan, searching for an escape she didn’t even know if she wanted. He held her there, kissed her again. She whimpered against his mouth. “Say it,” he repeated, relentless. He kissed her once more, and this time she seemed to melt in his arms, all tension leeching out of her muscles as she molded herself to him. “I am yours, Rand,” the Aes Sedai moaned. “Light help me, but I am.” “Good,” Rand mumured. “I’ll have to get a new desk, though. This one will be yours to keep.” Alanna was too busy planting soft kisses on his neck to respond with more than a sigh. The Dragon smiled down upon his new Sister. He drew them both to their feet and held the Green at arm’s length. His hardened manhood jutted out between them. “Take off the rest of your dress,” he commanded. Alanna moved swiftly to obey, pushing the green silk over her slim hips and letting it pool around her feet. Rand rid himself of his coat and shirt with practiced calm, studying the naked woman. The hair above her sex was thick and black as night. She was trembling. “Help me with these boots, would you?” he asked politely. Alanna swallowed, took a deep breath and crouched down before Rand. He lifted one foot and she yanked the soft leather boot off, set it aside. When he shifted his weight to the other foot she quickly disposed of his second boot. Then she looked up at him, her big brown eyes wet and wanting. The windows to the soul, he knew. For the bond told him everything she was feeling. She tugged down his breeches and helped him step out of them. When she planted a nervous kiss upon the shaft of his manhood, Rand gave a gasp of delight. But rather that let her explore that idea, he placed a hand under her chin and drew her to her feet once more. “Not today, I think Alanna,” he said, smiling. “Some other time, no doubt.” Instead he pushed her slowly back towards the tapestried wall. When she bumped gently against it, Alanna moaned and clutched at Rand’s shoulders. She stood on tiptoes to plant a kiss on his lips. “What are you going to do with me?” she pleaded. In response, he reached between her legs and placed a hand behind either knee. He held her against the tapestry and lifted her by the knees, spreading her wide. The thick dark hairs of her sex glistening as she was suspended helplessly before her liege. She was, literally, dripping wet. “What am I going to do with you, Alanna? Whatever I want. You belong to me now, after all. Isn’t that true?” So saying, the Dragon aimed his hard cock at the Aes Sedai’s eager sex and slid smoothly inside. Deeper, deeper. “Yes,” Alanna cried, clutching him to her. “Yes!” Rand set about giving her reason to remember that lesson.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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